It is not junk, it is called adjunct! I was forcing the words from atop of my lungs feeling as if I have to make an important speech at Lincoln's steps . Yet, the little one, looking hawkish and sounding careless to my pronounced words of patriotism to the AA adjuncts clan, didn’t seem to be convinced. She said: "But you said that they don’t allow you to step a click on HRMS, and yet you must be showered half a salary, less x% than the affiliates of HRMS, at the beginning of every month, and in between, you have none just like my favorite Mac sandwich, after the tomatoes and lettuce are gone, less in nutrition more of junk." The budget cut and the enrollment drop were to blame, I said.
Mocking a smile of an embattled politician the little one said: “well what about the hurricane in the office you said that never clears up and clutters cling to your sight like a rain drop on a lash, or what about the great dumpster of Manhattan clinked to one corner like a pouch clinking to a Kangaroo. With a voice trailing in defeat but yet resistant to the last pitch, we are awaiting the next phase to roll in and our extreme make over will be premiered on TLC. "Well, that is like waiting on drive-through at mid day on fries to fry and burgers to broil, and when your turn arrives, the clock ticks announcing it is almost “punch in live” daytime episode", she exclaimed! Giving up on debating I said, “black sheep, paid cheap, arrive unannounced, gone unnoticed, placed in an HRMS hidden file for value to be dispensed, waiting to get in, is junk just as yummy as your Mac sandwich, less in nutrition, but yet you can’t resist!
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